Wen Renxian's resolute back disappeared into the night. Shui Miaomiao's cheeks turned red with anger and she beat the ground viciously to vent her anger. Please forgive her for not having the intelligence to understand Wen Renxian's 'kindness' move.
Wen Renxian probably didn't understand it himself, but he had to do it because it was a responsibility. Why did the Saint Yuan Patriarch teach Wen Renxian to take on these things? Being selfless was not in line with the dogma of the world of gods and demons.
Restricted, Shui Miaomiao couldn't leave the place where Wenrenxian circled her.
The village was far away, and all Shui Miaomiao could see was the bright lights like a ball. Even if his neck was broken, he couldn't know half of the situation.
There was a faint blue light floating close in the dark night. When Shui Miaomiao saw it, her eyes lit up instantly and she complained, "You're late. Come on, you should be able to undo this restriction."
The ice blue butterfly stopped at the tip of Shui Miaomiao's nose and flapped its wings in confusion.
Wen Renxian hugged Shui Miaomiao and walked away so fast that the Ice Blue Butterfly sleeping on the pillow hadn't even reacted yet. In addition, it had never been hostile to Wen Renxian's aura, so it wasn't until Wen Renxian After leading Shui Miaomiao out of two miles away, Ice Blue Butterfly realized and started to catch up.
On the road, they encountered thieves who broke into the village and killed people wantonly. Unlike the bandits, they wanted lives without money.
"Don't be stunned." Shui Miaomiao waved away the ice blue butterfly, "Wen Renxian won't impose too severe a restraint. It will hurt me. You should be able to do it."
The Ice Blue Butterfly did not respond to Shui Miaomiao's words as usual, but flapped its wings faster...
Why is there the spiritual aura of Xian Yanxian Zun?
As soon as the thought passed by, the light of the sword came towards him. Wenrenxian turned over to avoid the weapon that was knocked away from the hand of the person who was looking back.
Today, his spiritual power was extremely docile, and he did not act disobediently. Apart from the increasingly hot scorching sensation, Wen Renxian dared to say that he had no other discomfort, but in the end, his movements were a little slow and his steps were a little unsteady.
This group of thieves is also unusually cruel.
Even though Wen Renxian said that he would let these villagers go and return the spirit stones they took ten times, the thieves still tortured the villagers and seemed to enjoy it. Even if Wen Renxian cut off their heads, they did not die immediately. , the headless body was still struggling to grab two ounces of meat from the villagers' legs on the ground.
He told these villagers to leave quickly. When he came to stop them, the thieves seemed to be red-eyed and desperate just to massacre the villagers. He was so dizzy that he was unable to delve deeper into these strange phenomena. He felt that it was more troublesome than imagined. The feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion is gradually swallowing me up
Sweating dripping down his face, Wen Renxian felt that if he cut his blood vessels now, what would flow out would be even hotter than molten molten metal.
Standing with the sword in hand, steadying his body, casting spells and forming formations, the thieves in front of him were all double-imaged, unable to fall. Wen Renxian still remembered that he wanted to find shoes for Shui Miaomiao.
Suddenly, a white light appeared in front of my eyes. Waiting for the white light to dissipate, the fire enveloped the entire village.
Wen Renxian was lying on the ground. He raised his head with difficulty and saw Shui Miaomiao rushing out of the fire and running towards her. With her bare feet, she stepped on the fire, like a moth rushing to the flames, risking her life.
Shui Miaomiao knelt down next to Wen Renxian, grabbed one of his arms without saying a word, and tried to pull him away.
In the fire, the thieves were killed by several swords one after another. The swords were still stuck in the thieves' bodies or it took a long time before the swords slowly turned into spiritual energy and dispersed.
But the villagers still did not escape. They were surrounded by fire and were pressed under the beams. They screamed in pain. The fire was not caused by the candlestick knocking over.
Shui Miaomiao has already learned this. Although she can't feel the pain, the burnt wound is terrible. It is not an ordinary fire, and it is very difficult to avoid it.
"Help, help me, help my daughter, please, she's still young, just save her..." Hearing someone calling for help, Shui Miaomiao stopped and resisted the thought of searching for a voice.
If Shui Miaomiao can save people, she should do her best.
But now, Ice Blue Butterfly was doing its best to protect Shui Miaomiao and Wenrenxian.
"I'm sorry." Shui Miaomiao rubbed her eyes, dragging Wen Renxian to look straight away, and walked firmly towards the way he came.
"You guys claim to be strong and say you want to defend the weak, but you're so sanctimonious that it's bullshit..." People who are about to die always have grievances.
Return to the top of the mountain where Wen Renxian put him down.
Shui Miaomiao was panting but insisted on getting up from the ground and started to cast rain. She was not really a heartless person, but the fire had completely engulfed the village. The rain with spiritual energy could only stop the spread of the fire and avoid harming other places. Other than that, no one can save him.
The moment his spiritual power was exhausted, Shui Miaomiao staggered back.
Wen Renxian held Shui Miaomiao's arm, and the two stood side by side, looking at the fire below.
He no longer wanted to ask Wen Renxian how he felt, and there was no reaction after being dragged along by Ice Blue Butterfly, but he just woke up at this moment.
With red eyes and a sad expression, Shui Miaomiao seemed to be able to see the figure struggling in the fire and hear the cries for help and accusations.
Turning her head, Shui Miaomiao simply buried her face in Wen Renxian's chest.
She thought she must be weak. No matter how many deaths she had seen, she would never get used to it.
Wen Renxian put his arms around Shui Miaomiao's shoulders and looked at the monstrous fire with a dark expression. He didn't know how the thieves died or how the fire started.
But in the final analysis, it can only be because of him.
"I want to save them." Wen Renxian suddenly said, revealing endless indescribable hesitation. Shui Miaomiao was still crying and thinking. She didn't know what to say in reply.
Wen Renxian didn't expect to hear any response and kept talking to himself, analyzing Shui Miaomiao's doubts and the reasons that he himself didn't know.
"Master said this, saying that what he taught me was the way to save the world. It was my duty and my meaning. It just so happened that I had always been capable. I never thought that one day I would only be able to watch them die. Or am I the one who harmed the world?"
"You can't be." Shui Miaomiao interrupted Wen Renxian's words and raised her head. With tears in her eyes, she tried her best to smile and appease Wen Renxian, "The Saint Yuan Ancestor is so unpredictable that my mediocre mind can't understand it. "
Although Shui Miaomiao wanted to curse Patriarch Shengyuan, he was Wenrenxian's master and a father-like existence. Shui Miaomiao could not slander him either.
So she said she didn't understand the meaning of Saint Yuan Ancestor, so she could only express her own understanding and try her best to comfort Wen Renxian, but it was of little use.
"If the world is in trouble, it is the most important thing for the world to save itself. No one has the responsibility and meaning to bear these. If the master told them to run, they would run away. Why would they covet those spiritual stones without relying on the master's presence..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Renxian suddenly fell down and was caught off guard. Shui Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, taking a deep breath and trying to suppress the anger in her heart.
Wiping the tears on my face, I looked back and saw that there was silence and the fire was out.
The fire will not go out by itself for no reason, and Shui Miaomiao's spiritual power is exhausted. Ice Blue Butterfly has some abilities, but not such a big ability.
How many times does it take Wen Renxian to remember to stop using spiritual power?
But I think clearly, even if I say it a thousand times, it is impossible. As long as he is still alive and can still use his spiritual power, it is really a good teaching from the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
